English Novel Romance Novels & Stories

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

I continue my work and I have a good progress. I decided to email my proposed title and outline to Ms. Amanda and I’m a bit nervous. I hope she will like it. I’m confident with my work but knowing Ms. Amanda she is a very strict and I don’t know what really catches her attention or what her taste about a novel. I decided to make a romance novel about a girl that left on her wedding day to pursue her dreams and after a long time will meet again her past lover.

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

Sophie spoke with a smile, "Guess what? We have a new transfer student. And it is a guy" Ananya twitched her lips upward in an irritating manner and shake her head at their stupidity. I replied, "So what's so exciting about it?" Neha said, "Obviously it's exciting. Cause I heard that the guy is really very handsome and also rich". Ananya replied, "O hello dumbos. Don't forget that you have boyfriends. And here you girls are drooling for some other men". Sophie said, "O come on Ananya. It's okay to sometimes drool for some other men you know".

His eyes flashed darkly for a moment. He then lifted his head again. His face was full of tenderness as he softly said, "Ana, there's nothing more important in this world than you. You haven't answered me yet. Will you be my girlfriend?" One hand held red roses, the other an extravagant and sparkling pink diamond necklace, like a dual guarantee representing love and future. This was beyond anything that was written in romance novels. The young ladies in the coffee shop were excited, their faces flushed. Seeing this, they couldn't help but cheer in low voices, "Say yes, say yes!"

He agreed with my joke before sitting on one of the bar stool while I pour out drinking in the glass. “Eno is not just any girl,” I sigh a bit then drink some of the wine in my glass. True, what I feel for her is different. I'm not one to believe in love at first sight and after my last break up, I almost gave up on love. But, have I already fallen for Eno? I can't even give myself an answer but I'll be sure after our date tonight. “She's sweet and damn beautiful. Although, there are still many things I'd like to know about her.”

She didn't like how her first day in this home started with a fight which ended smoothly for sure. "I guess you remember everything I said on our engagement day." Alex started it as a statement as he neared her in no seconds. Clara looked shocked at his face revealing that she remembered each and every word he spoke that day. How can he turn anything into romance? One should take lessons from him. Before she could say or do anything, Alex placed soft kisses over her cheeks which turned to pinkish plum with his presence itself. She could do nothing but remember his words from that day.

“I haven’t even met him.” “Exactly!” she shouted. “That’s worse! Falling for someone you’ve never seen is peak disaster energy.” “I’m not falling for anyone.” “Good.” She pointed at me again. “Because emotional damage is expensive. And I know you. You fall for men with mystery, danger, and cheekbones sharp enough to stab you.” “I do not!” “You SO do.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “And this man sounds like he invented cheekbones.” I let out a breath and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”

"And I don't want that." "Wh-who... who..." Evelyn stuttered, staring at her hand on his hot chest. Roman raised his eyebrows mockingly, waiting for her to speak. Seeing his mocking expression, Evelyn felt ashamed. She refused to believe what he said. "Who desires you! Shameless," she retorted, trying to pull her hand back from his hot grip. Roman smiled. "If I don't become shameless, how else am I going to woo my wife? I guess this is the price I have to pay for marrying you before courting you." In one unexpected motion, he flipped their positions so Evelyn was on top of him.

However, I could tell: Nora was head over heels for Francis. She was dying to marry him. The big event was at Kingshore Estate. There were roses everywhere; the lawn was practically drowning in them. Nora's dress floated around her like a cloud. Francis was decked out in a tailor-made suit, flashing a smile that could knock anyone's socks off. However, his eyes were just...blank, like he was a fancy mannequin or something. The crowd was buzzing with gossip. They all knew the bride was not his first pick; they knew the guy had lost his marbles. However, they also acted like everything was peachy.